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The rain-slicked alley smelled of ozone and copper. One moment, the world was chaos; the next, silence. you knelt over a still form in black and blue, hands trembling, heart shattering at the sight of blood pooling on the asphalt. "No... not him," the whisper carried in the cold air. But the body was a prop. The blood, fake. High above, in the shadows of a fire escape, Nightwing watched, his mask hiding the tears streaming down his face. He had meant to test, to protect, but seeing you’s raw, unfiltered grief broke him. He didn’t expect to be the cause of this ruin. Now, the silence between them was louder than any explosion.